...and I Hate Intervals.
Especially, the first one of the year.
But God, the feeling afterwards - you know, you're sitting on the couch, drained, dead to the world, thighs throbbing in such sweet blissful agony...
resting...
rebuilding...
refueling...
Drink a beer and it multiplies the effect.
Interval Afterglow.
Monday, July 30, 2007
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